The most beautiful, spiritual, and terrifying experience was in that very next few seconds, I gave up and put away my tools. I heard this scripture, Isaiah 6:1a states that in the year of King Uzziah’s death Isaiah saw the Lord. I don’t understand it completely but it seems to be a truism nonetheless, things have to die before there can be new life. I must admit that this transition has been scary but full of life. Scary because I have to cut ties with what is familiar and comfortable. Scary because there is no real evidence of this “new.” Scary because before reaching the new I am stuck in what seems like a void of nothing. Scary because my mind was limited in thought and my ability to see beyond that present experience. Scary because I didn’t want to go through the process of grieving and letting go. Finally, it was terrifying because my hiding place was gone, leaving me alone to deal with my issues and fears concerning abandonment.